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Some song, or something, through me…

Posted in Rumi with tags , , , , , , , , , on May 17, 2015 by Mj Rains

Birdsong brings relief

to my longing.

I am just as ecstatic as they are,

but with nothing to say!

Please, universal soul, practice

some song, or something, through me!



Then down I’ll lie, as cold as clay…

Posted in Poetry at large with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 15, 2015 by Mj Rains


My silks and fine array,
My smiles and languish’d air,
By love are driv’n away;
And mournful lean Despair
Brings me yew to deck my grave:
Such end true lovers have.

His face is fair as heav’n
When springing buds unfold;
O why to him was’t giv’n
Whose heart is wintry cold?
His breast is love’s all worship’d tomb,
Where all love’s pilgrims come.


Bring me an axe and spade
Bring me a winding sheet;
When I my grave have made
Let winds and tempests beat:
Then down I’ll lie, as cold as clay.
True love doth pass away!

Song by William Blake
From Poetical Sketches

Lily Cole for Vogue UK

He records a little song for a Smoking Girl…

Posted in Poetry at large with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 6, 2012 by Mj Rains

Smoking all that much has got her eyes
Pinched and a little lined – so the misery
Of cigarettes deserves a song. Prize
For doing anything, catastrophe
In small doses, smoke cuts into a face
Almost as deep as Benzedrine and booze.

Still she’s a lovely girl in every place
Because she is so young. O she will lose
Her surfaces of head in love and time
Though all the rest stay smooth and be close-pored.
Her legs would make a blind man smile, and rime –
Her belly and the thing in sweet accord
Years from now will cry, Forgive, forgive
My cigarettes, I swallowed smoke alive.

~James Whitehead

image Girl Smoking

Themed Thursday – Ordinary World

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , , , , on May 17, 2012 by Mj Rains

Heard this song this morning…loved it way back when…not sure if this is really a theme for Thursday, but my inspiration fell this way anyway…Hit play and scroll…if you wish…

…As I try to make my way, through the ordinary world, I will learn to survive…



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